Soybeans muttered on the stove, not to mention that they had to be cooked for a few hours to be ripe, the work at home was not less, and Pan'er was not idle, in addition to looking at the pot stove, he also had to go out to clean up the yard, the chickens he bought back before, there were only eighteen in total, although it was not much, but the feces were all over the ground, Lin loved to be clean, and he had to clean up every day, but he was reluctant to let her work so hard, and took the initiative to clean up the yard.

Standing in the yard with a broom in hand, Pan'er saw that the wild grass in the yard had been almost nagged by the chickens, and she was overjoyed, and the speed of sweeping the floor was much faster.

She looked at Huang Cancan's fluffy chick, thinking of the spring water in her eyebrows, she couldn't help but be a little moved for a while, her eyes flickered a few times, she leaned the broom in her hand against the corner of the wall, Pan'er walked to the trough, she didn't have a ready-made spring water in her hand, she could only pinch herself fiercely, tears gushed out with the spring water, dripping in the trough.

Holding a wooden stick to stir and mix the cooked bud rice noodles, and adding a lot of smashed large-leaf celery to it, as soon as the chicken cub saw someone standing in front of the trough, he thought that there was something to eat, and rushed over with his little wings and thin legs.

Pan'er stopped her tears and covered her arms, which were still a little sore, looked at the chickens and cubs that came around, counted them carefully, and found that none of the eighteen were missing.

Although these chickens are not smart, they instinctively know what is good for them, and the bud rice noodles mixed with Lingquan do not look much different from before, but in fact they are fundamentally different.

Seeing this, Pan'er couldn't help but feel a little excited, if this spiritual spring was also useful to the chickens, wouldn't it be able to sell for more silver? Although there are not many chickens, but the price of good quality and product difference is completely different, although this Nianhe Town is not big, but there are many people who know the goods, there are good things can not be sold?

There was a lot of ash on the cotton clothes, Pan'er reached out and patted it, returned to his house, and used the porcelain bottle he bought before to receive the spring water, Chu Liang's place will use such a porcelain bottle of spring water to smear the wound in less than a day, although the wound is almost good now, but it is still a lot of benefit for Chu Liang to continue to apply the spring water, this person is not a good thing, where will he let go of the fat sent to his mouth?

The crying eyes were red and swollen, Pan'er wiped a little spring water on the eyelids, and the redness and swelling gradually disappeared, she sat in front of the bronze mirror, looking at the withered yellow hair like weeds, rough skin and a big scar at the mouth of the bowl, even if the facial features were still delicate, no one dared to look at her, and even the Qi family was ungrateful, forcing her and her mother to death...... Thinking of this, Pan'er couldn't help but feel sad, and her upper body fell on the table and cried.

The old house has poor sound insulation, even if Pan'er sheds tears in his own house, the Westinghouse next door can still hear the movement, Chu Liang is a person who practices martial arts, even if he is seriously injured, the original martial arts foundation is still there, his ears and eyes are clear, and he can't hide any sound, hearing Lin Pan'er crying so much, he thought something big had happened for a while, and rushed out of the Westinghouse directly and pushed open Pan'er's door.

The sound of opening the door startled Pan'er, and she quickly raised her head, her appearance was not good-looking, she was originally ugly, and now her face was still stained with tears, and the whole person was like a cat all the time.

Fortunately, the spring water flowing from the center of her eyebrows has soaked into the scar on Pan'er's face, but it is not bad at all.

Wiping her face with the back of her hand, Pan'er asked, "What are you doing?" She knew that she was not good-looking, she lowered her head and her voice was like a mosquito humming, if it weren't for Chu Liang's good ear, I am afraid that she really couldn't hear what Pan'er was saying.

Chu Liang is the first time to enter a woman's boudoir, although Pan'er's room is small and narrow, and the walls are gray and yellow, but it is also a woman's room, which is quite clean and clean, with a faint fragrance.

"What are you crying about?"

Pan'er didn't say anything, and carefully put away the porcelain bottle full of spring water, this thing is also very useful, Pan'er is reluctant to waste a penny.

"What? Because you were too ugly? It doesn't hurt to be ugly, the most important thing is to be able to stand up, if you really can't support the mud on the wall, even if you are born beautiful, it is still useless. ”

The afterglow swept over the tall man standing in front of the table, Pan'er didn't expect Chu Liang to be able to say such a thing, indeed, she had a very miserable life in her previous life because she was ugly and stupid, but this life is completely different, she is no longer the fool she was before, she will definitely be able to protect her mother well, so that their mother and daughter can live a good life.

Seeing that the little woman's eyes slowly turned from confusion to firmness, Chu Liang didn't mean to say much, and turned around and left directly. In fact, if Pan'er hadn't saved him from the mountain stream, Chu Liang wouldn't have wasted his tongue at all, just an ordinary woman, even if he died, he had nothing to do with him.

Pan'er walked to the door, watched the sunset set in the west, dyeing the white clouds bloody, her head leaned against the door frame, looked in the direction of the Qi family, and cheered up.

As soon as he walked out of the door, Pan'er went into the kitchen to look at the stove, the soybeans were boiling in the pot for a long time, Lin asked Pan'er to take a hand, and the two of them fished out the soybeans in the pot together, drained the water, and put them in a small porcelain pot.

Lin held a two-arm-long rolling pin in her hand, thicker than a normal woman's wrist, put the rolling pin in the jar, and smashed the soybeans that had been boiled soft, Pan'er watched from the side, and found that there was nothing difficult, it was just a hard work, she took the rolling pin from Lin's hand, pounded hard, and waited until she really got her hands on it, only to find that this work was really not easy to do, and the woman's arm did not have much strength, but she wanted to mash the cooked soybeans into a puree, how could she pound it for an hour or two.

Pounding and pounding, Pan'er only felt that her stomach was swollen and painful, and she couldn't tell what it felt, she bit her lip and didn't say anything, and when the soybeans were stirred, Lin poured the rice wine into it again, this rice wine was brewed by Lin himself, only the lees and rice were used, and after steaming, it became rice wine in the cellar for a period of time.

After a hasty bite of food in the evening, Pan'er watched Lin seal the jar containing soybeans, and then boiled hot water in a cauldron and washed it well.

After she finished boiling the water, she went directly into the house, poured the hot water into the wooden bucket, and Pan'er mixed the spring water that had been placed in the porcelain vase before, stretched out her arm and stirred it, and then untied the coarse cloth clothes on her body one by one, folded them and put them on the stool beside her, and stepped into the wooden barrel.

The water temperature is a little hot, Pan'er picks up the water splash and sprinkles it on her body, although her skin and flesh are not as smooth as those delicate women, but the skin that has not been exposed to the sun all the year round is still fair, but it is slightly rougher, not to mention that she now has spring liquid in her hand, as long as she drinks a little bit every day, and then applies some to her face, it will definitely change over time.

Pan'er inherited Lin's good figure, her waist is slender like a wicker in early spring, and a pair of rabbits on her chest are very full, soft and smooth like a piece of tender almond tofu, white as snow and red as a cherry, there is a size that is difficult to grasp with one hand.

It's probably that the flesh is still growing, and the arm is accidentally rubbed, and it hurts a little, so Pan'er can't help but snort softly.

Probably soaked in the water for a long time, Pan'er felt soft all over her body, but her lower abdomen was a little swollen, she couldn't tell what it felt, she stood up against the edge of the barrel, looked down, and found that there were red blood stains gushing out between the two thin legs.

Pan'er was shocked, panicked and fell back into the water, and the round stool on the side was also knocked to the ground by her.

It's not early now, Chu Liang, who was staying in the West House, had just fallen asleep when he was woken up by such a noise, he frowned tightly, with a sinister face on his face, lifted the thin quilt and went down to the ground, wanting to see what the woman was doing, and he was restless at night.

The knee was hit and hurt, even if she was still kneeling in the water, Pan'er knew that there must be bruised, her eyes were red, and a layer of mist had accumulated in her apricot eyes, she bit her lip and endured the pain and planned to climb out of the bucket.

Chu Liang walked to the door, and just wanted to reach out and knock on the door, he heard the woman's delicate and soft moaning, which was mixed with a bit of pain, but more coquettish, like a feather, gently scratched from the body, indescribably seductive.

Thinking of the things that he inadvertently encountered in the mountain stream before, Chu Liang squinted, and his palms couldn't help but be a little itchy, although he didn't marry a wife, and he couldn't have too close contact with an unidentified woman, but he had been in the army for many years, and he remembered that there was a time when a military prostitute danced in public, and the clothes on his body fell to the ground, and the flesh of the white flowers was exposed, Chu Liang didn't feel tempting at all, but his stomach kept churning, and he wanted to vomit very much.

He had always thought he was misogynistic, but today it seems to be a little different.

The sound of water sounded, even through the door panel, it was still very obvious.

Chu Liang's body stiffened, knowing that he was not at the right time, at this moment his mouth couldn't help but dry, his breathing couldn't help but be a little short, he closed his eyes, and the man retreated from the door of Pan'er to the West House, careful not to make any sound.

Pan'er didn't know that there was an uninvited guest outside the house, and when she relieved the pain, she quickly climbed out of the bucket and stood on the ground, she looked at the lower body and continued to bleed, without the slightest intention of stopping, could it be that there was some incurable disease, otherwise why would there be so much blood?

The more she thought about it, the more scared she became, she finally survived and saved her mother's life. Pan'er's frightened tears flowed out, and the spring water also fell in big drops.